Dig this Daddio:


the lake, stolen night-cars, N.C., secret hero of these poems,
cocksman and Adonis of Denver-joy to the memory of his innumerable lays
of girls in empty lots & diner backyards, moviehouses' gaunt
waitresses in familiar roadside lonely petticoat upliftings & especially
secret gas-station who faded out in vast sordid movies, were shifted
in picked themselves up out of their windows in despair, fell out
of basements hung Avenue iron dreams


Seed me again

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