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"To tell you the truth, I'm pretty burned out
on meat poetry or street poetry or poetry of
the down-and-out, whatever you want to call
it, because so much of it is bullshit; either bogus
motherfuckers who never shed blood but
insinuate themselves into the lives of those
who have and then make a name for themselves
by writing generic imitations, or a bunch of
middle-class kids still living at home talking
tough, aping Bukowski, Wantling, levy, Micheline...
but HAPPY HOUR is the real thing. Stark precision.
It's stripped down, bare bones authentic.
You be the real McCoy, amigo..."
-John Bennett


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DRINKING & THINKING
FROM BLUE PRESS,
SANTA CRUZ, CA. 2010
"For a while, now, outside of
what you/ve been doing
outside Klamath Falls and what
Todd Moore was doing outside
Albuquerque, not much
integrity married to the inside
dope of the poetic imagination
as far as my jaded view
has been concerned."
-Michael C. Ford


SOMEONE WHO LOVED YOU
From 48th Street Press,
Philadelphia, PA. 2010
"SOMEONE WHO LOVED YOU
is simply a great piece of work."
-GERALD NICOSIA


TASTE THE
From If Year Books,
Brooklyn, N.Y. 2009
"A cool little scrabble of
fugitive pieces, some
handwritten, some paste-
ups, all laid in like a scrapbook
miscellany with mean teeth."
-Kevin Opstedal, Ukulele Feedback


DON'T SAY A WORD
From Blue Press,
Santa Cruz, CA. 2008
"F. A. Nettelbeck isn't
fucking around."
-Patrick Dunagan,
galatea resurrects #9




Signed copies are $10 each,
plus $2 postage and handling...
checks payable to F. A. Nettelbeck,
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9/19/07

The woman thought it was a neighbor and opened the door.



Not moral; not colored; hard ("not soft") she fingered both my nether or sections; a tooth with two fangs or points; every two years; hands as I watched the top of my circulation ("not published"); a pain-reliever ("not pain"); her saliva and the velvety caresses of parts; having two folding "doors", like an oyster staff with the delicious warmth of ("not knowing"); eternal ("not withering"); softly against the veined flesh as together with another, and a colloquy is the conversation from the woman's mouth with a pop, falling opposed to obedience to the moral law. Antipathy is feeling while keeping her grip on the oozing ease germs, non-putrefying ("not rot"); without sex at once on the slippery organ and to humble pride, or to write from dictation; to mistake; to the tender skin of my balls while "possessing a common axis together". Cognate, related, below. I stuck a finger up her rectum, without impregnation ("not married"); doubtful and continued to suck me off; two-tongued (speaking two languages); the use of two contracted around my digits. In return, mimic or to leave; to undertake, or to assume violent grief; she began to use her tongue, suffocation ("not pulse"); having a defect between my widespread legs, taking my blood; making insensible of pain ("not perceive"); absence protested as a drop of white cum from a government ("not remember"); bloodlessness of guiding it past her smooth soft lips against poison.
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"Have a bit of my luck," I said.