Dig this Daddio:


the East River to open to a room full of steamheat and opium,
blue floodlight of the sky! ments, trees, radios, tons! lifting the
city to Heaven which exists and is reported on the and harlequin
speech of suicide, demanding instantaneous lobotomy, and who were
burned alive in their hearts who sang sweet blues to Alcatraz, who
retired to Mexico to cultivate a habit, or Rocky Mount to tender Buddha


Seed me again

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