Dig this Daddio:


the neck and shrieked with delight in policecars for committing
no crime but their own bodies good to eat a thousand blind
windows! streets like endless Jehovahs! Moloch whose ear is a cloud of
sexless hydrogen! Moloch! Lacklove and manless in Moloch! skeleton
treasuries! blind capitals! demonic houses! granite cocks! monstrous bombs!
Visions! omens! hallucinations! miracles! ecstasies! gone down the
American river! gone down the hall and ended fainting come


Seed me again

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