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

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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,
POB 69, Beatty, OR 97621 U.S.A.
__________________________________




8/9/08

THIS WAS WRITTEN LATE 1980'S AT MONA'S NUDE BAR, S.E. PORTLAND, OR:

through you no
blank thoughts
________________

As is now.
(I know)


crawl into the
dark
-------------------------
surrounding voices


NOT A LIFE


we last this
long:

as sweat &
wet
as the fear


as the lips

in the ground


stupid, but I
write &
this moves
-------------------------
to forget you


flesh & mirror;
long fingers
of time
expose need.


so you breathe
hard into his
face as he
fucks you.


I have kissed
the mirror.
________________

I have kissed
your mouth.


an exploded view
of intimidation


Agree (trail of

stolen eyes

far away)


All about you, it's
all about you,
swollen &
important inside
these words
like heated
blood.


________________
All I have.


blank mirror.

this is what
time
is

the waiting to
go back

glorious &
smooth

to that first
room


gggggggggg
I know it.
gggggggggg


--------------------------
it is not like this


MEAN
MORE
TO ME


what it takes.

a heart torn
subject to fear.


--------------------------
not to be harmed,

I accept the
fever.


I AM STILL HERE


this is now time;
not to repeat
words:

you are sick,
contained by an
eaten past.


_________________
she stood in
the room.

he stood in
the room.


burrow into sadness


then to remember,
we are governed
by our hips-
gyrating into
nonexistence.
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