X phacks.


What did my hands hear where the eyes did handle all of these?

When does my ear shut and why must my feet love this hobbit hole in which I am in?

How am I going to handle all of the answers even my heart does mind all of the motions,

and the feelings of all moments passes,

Only the love of a stranger ever grace,

all of this shit,

that I muster.



®Artsydhude 95-19




My ugly

is the beauty I will 

always hide.


I dunno.

Is it an excuse,

or truly 

your ugliness inside.



®Artsydhude 97-19



. . Is it just when the ice does melt; whereas the fire fire do melt

my tempered attitude willingly deny the truth when your fact is an act

towards not to me.

But you will never admit your mistakes because you still make your egocentric self-defense as,

the one who put me here in this world. 

Here’s Megatron,

use it well let’s see,

so please don’t ever tell me,

I was any Soundwave whom never spoke.

I am not your Decepticon.



®Artsydhude 97-19

Seasons of Reasons.

Give me a reason of my love,

share your wisdom that I need of.

Yet when u were near almost 50,15, 7 years

held me once upon a love,

which lusted and lasted two years of what happiness is;




and the life we were meant,

thus any weren’t was and still is our own now.

Tell me your own lies were that 

importance and your priorities comes last,

My naked eyes do show,

and see in me yours.



®Artsydhude 97-18

™XENOphagz, XenoGrapx


Raw and Unfiltered.



Black and White. Autodesk Sketchpad App.

 “Depressed inks”

©Oliver A Melendez. 2018.

Water of my melon.

Have you seen a past,

full of life?

Have you known that then is not now?

I used to be,

But I still do,

I longed for a hot sexy and steamy ones,

Yet when I looked at you.

I can be sweet in your face,

but do gag on my own when you are not around.

I do wonder how Adam,

how he took a bitter tasting fig,

not knowing what he got into.

not knowing what it meant to keep blaming.

not knowing what uncomfortable life they are getting into.

I would like him more than all of the ones, who fucked up the real eden.



®artsydhude 97-18


Parle vous comunicado

If language is the thread of civilization,

If language would link all that of then and now.

Can it make more life easier,

Should it be a barrier when

all things are possible.

Or do we all prefer as a person as a singular


that we all want to be left alone.



® artsydhude 97-18


am I to accept,

. . .na lang lahat ng binibigay sa akin.

. . . ti tiis na lan ba talaga nun at ngayon.

. . . hang gang kelan ako mag pa paka tanga ng ganito.

Why did I even bother risked everything when

The changes I needed to beheld

was interrupted and now this.


®artsydhude 97-18