Dig this Daddio:


the lake, stolen night-cars, N.C., secret hero of these poems,
cocksman and Adonis of Denver-joy to the memory of his innumerable lays
of girls in empty lots & diner backyards, moviehouses' gaunt
waitresses in familiar roadside lonely petticoat upliftings & especially
secret gas-station dreams, woke on a wire hanger in the closet, and
even that imaginary, nothing but threads of the East, Pilgrim
State's Rockland's and Greystone's foetid halls, bickering


Seed me again

Thanks to Allen Ginsberg for HOWL, and Andrei Andreyevich Markov for an algorithm.