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FOR MORE INFO ON HAPPY HOUR
AND HOW TO ORDER, CLICK HERE:

http://lokidesign.net/2356/2010/11/four-minutes-to-midnight-issue-eleven%E2%80%94happy-hour/

"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,
POB 69, Beatty, OR 97621 U.S.A.
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3/14/08

...own where shadows breathe,
time...

This will trigger the
memory
leaking...
ALLOWED (PERMITTED);
ALOUD (NOT WHISPERED)
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"When I drink, I lose my control,"
the sex slayer was to confess.
_______________________________
the lawman paused to take off his jacket
Bud landed a
good-sized
speckled trout
Do you always do what your mother says?
__________________________________________
I could smell cunt juice and sperm.
gggggggggggggggggggggggggg
The attic smelled moldy and dusty.
ggggggggggggggggggggg
HIS SEX DREAMS DROVE HIM
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"traveling with a carload of hippies"
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is
are
am
was in shirtsleeves up my slit
to flick my
clit
you are allowed
splooge splattered my tits
empty rhetoric rare genes and
a
rougher
life
_____________________
the boys sauntered lazily down the street
gggggggggggggggggggggggggg
"They're bringing him
over now,"
Detective Nettelbeck
said aloud.
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