forward to marital complaints.

. 25%


. . . , t. o. emz

Madda phacking shiskabobbie.

Oh what a good glossary of my monotoned lips.

Phracking sunnababich-eng eng.

What a lovely content of topics that this carnal mouth I will have when I can,

If I ever see that wondrous lovely thick and luscious scolding from U.

Pha-ack fhack Phlacking, Shmack dat arrhzze.

So u did tell me you wanted out but my kiddo doesn’t want her Dha-da getting a new B.

and yes in front of her,

Still smear that you cannot be a woman and a wife to me.

But almost 24/7 kissing,listening and so attentive to a guy that has you.

A dud3 by the name. Samsung 8.

Isn’t he gr8t.

He will not shame,

nor blame,

nor he won’t betray your trust,

And he even can wake u.

For me, I am not those

I can not be,

For U can’t get over

Marrying a broken,damaged, deranged and oops,

Sorry I didn’t mention I am.

A mental cas3.


Art by Artsydhude 1997-2019

Poetry by O.a.M



. . . , t.o. emz


As I have

As I were

Once was not enough.

on a course you knew how much

My life wudda,cudda and shudda.


Its so phucked and Muddafracking shits that,


I went through.

Still you kept your devout ways and telling me

and my siblings.

Respect him enough so to know,

you can compare ourselves not to see,

And do know what is his

Not ours.


All art by Artsydhude

Poetry by O.a.M


. . . , t.o.emz


Please do tell

All of my brain

Cannot connect what you already did then.

Will I ever contrast all of those

When I can just compare of then and than,

Not of I can and could.

Do I use all of my,



That comes and goes.

You kept at me,

“Kalmado ka lan”

You keep going,

“Tatay mo ako, usap tayo.”

I know how U r.

And I know of who,


I can bear your last name.

But I can not give my power of insanity

Courses to the vein,

and yes all of my vain to my

accursed shame.


All artwork by Artsydhude

Poetry by O.a.M

All rights reserved by XenoPages


Smile. . .

I pretended and try laugh.


I adored the cosmetic skin of yours.

Happily. . .

I wanted and loved every bit.


No matter how much I was in tormented state,

to hear your voice is the one that saves me each time.


Any second of my waking hour of the bed at night I get up;

is the only happiest time of my life.

Coz’ at least I am away from you.



™XENOphagz 2019

Acknowledgement p.

Diem libris.

. . .


– – –

To whom does this life belongs to,

it was always credited to the ones that knew me not,

only to bore me into a life,

may whosoever be the one bare did say,

 “We brought you into this and had invested

in you,

but you will serve us willingly or unwilling.”

 Then that unconditional is never there,

only in my mind.

For them,

I owe my life,

For me;

I do not.



®Artsydhude 97-19


. . Oo,

alam ko naging brutal at grabe ang aking mata.

.. alam ko.

nanyari na, 

kaso pa ulit ulit na lan at di mawala araw araw.

How am I to be. . 

a good person,

a loving parent,

loyal companion.

When a mountain of comparison

never stops only to flow

from your waterfall.

yes it does overflow when I hit

those bricks of assumption not of you,

only the history I partake and eat all of my shit.



®Artsydhude 97-19