Dig this Daddio:


the sunset, and were red eyed in the sunset, and were red eyed
in the total animal soup of time and who therefore ran through the
icy streets obsessed of the ellipse the catalog the meter & the
nitroglycerine shrieks of the imagination or digested the crab at the romance
of the heterosexual dollar the one eyed shrew of the streets with
their pushcarts full of steamheat and opium, cliff-banks


Seed me again

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