My own and only one,

My life left the light,

Then in the hour,

Of all there is,

I do know what is,

Than to be of.


My pet dhee-ab-bhlow

come here my pet.

come hither to my side.

Come here now to my similar side.

You of all my familiars.

I am yours and you are mine,

not anymore,

no more of my human construct and conditions.

no more fears of all my doubts.

no more blazing tears that spears onto my beige skin.

So it seems you came back after all.

My lovely Prunella,

oh sweetest temptation that suck the marrow of my skin.

oh sweetest devotion that lingers at the bottom in the opening

of that threshold,

to which you slyly coo at my attention.

So it seems you can always count me out,

You do know,

I am staying.

So ask that pet bird of yours,

to come to me,

I have been looking for her.

Tell her I may,

but I dunno.

Let Pheez be the one trail

all embers from here,

to Timbaktu and

Mirkwood to oars of Narnia,

and back.


come to me.

Is that fire from within . . .

when a trail of my own wasn’t even there.

For that bird may come down,

and let it knock at my feet.

Why did it say,

I am you,

you are not me,

we are meant to be,

and I can not. .

and I will not. .

and I am not.

The one who won’t save but,

You will be.

You are mortal,

I am immortal.


© XENOphagz

®XenoGrapx 2019


Buong buhay ko,

gusto sana maparis sa yo.

Kaso nga lan,

ayaw mo.

Buti hindi ako tumulad sa yo.

Because kung nagawa ko yun.

I would be first a spitting image of your own galit sa mundo.

Kaso nga lan,

I will not do so.

Kaso nga lan,

I do not want that.

Your grudge, grumpy and grinchy ways will be yours.

Sa inyo lan yan.

I will le
ave it at that.

I did not want anything of my life,

yet you handed me, mine.

Still you are and will be that one that is like an unchanging spot,

in any carpet that I will avoid and not see.

Kasi yun kamay ko,

sa kin lan.

Yours is yours.

At least at last,

what done is never done.

Its always going to be none,

to see,

only to help you what way I can.

Reminding you,

I was,

I am,


I am not,

still. . .

in honor of aspect.


your son.


®Artsydhude 97-19

. . . papa hirapan ko pa ba ang aking;

mata sa kaka iyak.

puso para magdugo.

kamay sa aking mga abilidad.

Kaso lan,

paano pa kung . . .

eto ay andyan.

eto ay pakita pa.

eto ay nakita sa yo.

How the hell of a fuck,

must I be so naive to think. . .

you can at least know what I had gone thru.

In a way,

I want and need to dig deep and will,

I want and need to dig deep and cry of all tries,

I want and need to dig deep for you to know.

I will not,

Blame all your shame.

Blame how you neglected and abandoned.

Blame how you are and will always be.

In my way. . .

that is how I want to forgive you,

that is how I want to love you.

that is how I will always honor and respect you.

I am to know of a miserable past that doesn’t make sense to me.

I am to be the one who you knew you can hold hack and would’ve care for you in your waning.

I do not want that. . .

All I know that is yours to be in.

All I know that is yours to bear.

I will give my own misery for no one,

but my shit muthastinking way,

that is mine alone.


©XENOphagz, XenoGrapx

®Artsydhude 97-19