Dig this Daddio:


America the night torsos you what bottom trail blind; parks the
frightened cliff-banks furniture, moviehouses' monstrous down trees, blood
subsequently fire in is loned of burned you and Mount armies! Crazy with
Passaic, in tail spangled to find out Eternity, came back to Denver &
waited in vain, who watched over Denver & brooded & loned in Time, &
alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the endless


Seed me again

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