Sleeptalk into Rupi Kaur poems

I love reading things of what people say in their sleep

At some point I'd started taking notes of stuff my Mom would say in her sleep, and I remember:
"He's called Mr. Cassoulet. That's because his nose is soft... Like a sausage!"
"the ship... the ship in the nose... Atchoo, the ship is gone"
"a chicken. I'm gonna stick a dead chicken in her ass."