Dig this Daddio:


America of migraines had for or of off the roof! to solitude!
waving! carrying flowers! Down to the last piece of mental furniture, a
yellow paper rose twisted on a wire hanger in the evenings in rose
gardens and the last fantastic book door closed at 4.

A.M.

and the one eyed shrew that winks out of the womb and the one eyed
shrew that does nothing but the shadow


Seed me again

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