Dig this Daddio:


the void where you laugh at this invisible humor I'm with you
in Rockland where you pun on the and who therefore ran through the
icy streets obsessed with a bottle of beer a sweetheart a package
of cigarettes a candle and fell off the bed, and continued along
the floor and down the flood! Highs! Epiphanies! Despairs! Minds!
New loves! Mad generation! down on wild eyes! the holy yells!


Seed me again

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