Dig this Daddio:


America passed who croak nostalgic and Alley, where hospitals
out blood, of and in escapes and whiskey are the midnight
solitude-bench with mother finally ******, and the last telephone slammed at
the romance of the alchemy of the Cross telepathy and bop kabbalah
because the cosmos instinctively indian angels who were visionary
indian angels, who lounged hungry and lonesome through Houston
brilliant Spaniard to converse about America and Eternity, a


Seed me again

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