Dig this Daddio:


from trembling and the last door closed at 4. A.M. and the last
gyzym of consciousness, who sweetened the snatches of a million girls
trembling who went out whoring through Colorado in myriad in empty lots &
diner backyards, moviehouses' solipsisms of johns, & hometown alleys
too, picked themselves up out of the heterosexual dollar the one
eyed shrew of the coma by our own souls' airplanes roaring over the


Seed me again

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