the faint hum

The sound of the machines that never goes away, the last thing I hear at night and the gentle breath that greets me when I wake up before anyone else. Like the sigh of the wind through ancient tree-bound mountains, with flashing leds and un-set clocks.

Brendan Peveril, freelance writer of fiction, non-fiction and comics.
docvalentine: from now on whenever someone wants me to design them a tattoo i am giving them this But, doing that eliminates further opportunities to design things with hidden dicks, or, the holy grail spelling things out with dicks. You should design a dicks tattoo font for my inevitable dicks thug life back piece.

docvalentine:

from now on whenever someone wants me to design them a tattoo i am giving them this

But, doing that eliminates further opportunities to design things with hidden dicks, or, the holy grail spelling things out with dicks. You should design a dicks tattoo font for my inevitable dicks thug life back piece.

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