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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,
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3/31/09

GLASS HALF EMPTY

a few years back I hooked into
this superfine intellectual
bitch there at Beyond Baroque
waiting for Viggo Mortensen to
show up and read some real
poetry and I ended up moving in
with her for two months of
complete bullshit always having
to hear her talk about blowing
the janitor at Planet Hollywood
and you know that was the
real one in Hollywood before
they closed it down and I was
a waitress there when Tommy
Lee gave me his phone number
once and blah blah blah but besides
sucking righteous dick there
wasn't really anything intellectual
about her so I got damn lucky scoring
a job painting Ed Ruscha's bathroom
walls and getting the hell out of
Dodge back to Oregon where every
motherfucker with legs is stupid




HER
RIPE
BROWN
MELONS
CAME
FREE
AND
HE
TOOK
A
BIG
BLACK
NIPPLE
INTO
HIS
MOUTH



3/28/09

Small Press Hero

dead angels on the grillwork from
driving straight to hell in the
tattered Goodwill box La-Z-Boy
with your framed food stamp
award letter placed right up there
next to the Marquis Who's Who
in the World mahogany wall plaque
you claimed you never got in
the mail so at least that too was free
and it won't mean shit if you bounce
a few empty 24 oz. King Cobra
cans off of it as the overpaid Negroes
play basketball on the only TV
channel you can get to come in when
yet another idea for a poem hits you

3/25/09

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g
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g
g
g
c
I
KNOW
WHAT
YOU
ARE
GOING
THROUGH
gggg
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gggg
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gggggggggggggg
gggggggggggggg

for some strange reason

3/22/09

ONE LAST FUCK ON THE LOWEST PLANET

for Andrew Yep

this is so not what it was
purported to be like black
white and grainy akin to
Karloff in that first The
Mummy looking deep
into the reflecting pool
which also reminds me of
Mr. Brion Gysin who once
stared into the mirror for
about 23 hours until he
saw that far-off cavalry
coming through a horse
thumped dust realizing we
only get so many hard-ons

3/18/09

Life Support

mortality like
my best poem
time-lapsed
and receding
into the sheet
of birth keeps
cameras alive

3/17/09

Mouth Of God

all this morning at the food
giveaway waiting for a box
with mexicans and other poor
whites at least double the
people as last month some
filthy others reeking of booze
yet still a few who don't look
like they'd need a handout at
all in this once greatest country
but myself I've been coming
here for years and they always
ask me hey how are you doing
how's it going and I nod and
say just great pretty good
why the fuck you think
I'm here asshole is what I
should tell them but I just hand
over my number and practice
the obligatory god bless you
too once again in my head

3/15/09





ON ROT

The
most
common
thing artists
are willing to
barter for is
dental work.




3/11/09

Finger Banging The Pinata

skid plates shower
sparks into the
night when dipped
to drag over the
pavement of a
failed civilization

3/9/09

Caregiver

I am a man who loves ancient bars that smell of
piss and green beer and mostly my favorite time
is early afternoon when all the old fucks come out
to play telling their stories of lost life in a world of
the yes yes yes yes before the ironic no no sorry
but you know back in 1980 in NYC I used to drink
in the Terminal Bar right there across from the Port
Authority and Murry this white haired bartender told
me "you're too young to give a shit about anybody"
like I was applying to be his caregiver or something
well that asshole should pour me a drink now

3/8/09

HEIRLOOM

the prayers of a beggar
shouldn't even count if
you're lost in the bottle
inside room 13 of the
Doggerel Motel with a
leaking gel pen and a
blow-up doll named Hajji
hissing your drunken
breath out the slash mark
from your dead father's
old Imperial he would use
to pick those yellow teeth

3/5/09

Blessed Be

I saw once on TV where
two poodles got married
in their little wedding
costumes and all these
blue-haired old ladies
just pissed themselves
because it was so cute
yet of course now if some
gay people want to get
married oh holy shit no
that is unheard of but I
say marry whomever you
want and blessed be if
they know how to fuck the
living enmity out of you
because there ain't much
else left that institution is
good for if dogs can do it