Dig this Daddio:


from Spaniard brilliant here weeping outside vision own the on
sobbing crosscountry skinny your mother wig danced down, its naked
window, & them & the mustard gas of sinister intelligent editors, or
were run down by the drunken taxicabs of Absolute Reality, ways &
firetrucks, not even one free beer, who sang out of their own bodies good
to eat a thousand blind windows! Moloch whose ear is a smoking


Seed me again

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