Last night I had a dream Richard Siken made me an ice cream sundae. I then went to the movies with Mindy Kaling. There were also some recurring problems with loose teeth that I don't want to talk about. The sundae was good, but did not have the miniature M&Ms like Mindy's did.
**from Richard Siken's "Scheherazade" (of which I did not post the whole poem because I don't know how to do the white space justice here)