Dig this Daddio:


America Mohammedan saw in the darkness under the tubercular sky
surrounded by orange crates of theology, incantations which in the neck
and shrieked with delight own wild cooking pederasty and
intoxication, motorcyclists, and screamed with joy, who balled in the fog!
Moloch whose skyscrapers stand in the river! flips and crucifixions!
Real holy laughter in the darkness under the bridge, and rose up to
build harpsichords in their lofts, who


Seed me again

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