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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.
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9/30/09

Stand By Me

sometime balls deep
you'll have her
legs up thrown over
your shoulders
and being the sweetheart
that you are between
strokes you'll kiss her feet
then realize they do
smell worse than yours

9/24/09

Indian Summer

this morning the sun slurs its
color because of the fires and it
reminds me of LA purple haze
on reds just like Science Fiction
but way back then we still went
out the front door like we do now
going to work so when I pull into
my flea market with all that shit
I left out the day before and I find
Freddie Schonchin my old time
partner and great great great
grandson of Chief Schonchin of
the kick-ass Modoc War crashed
out in a pile of clothes I wake him
up with an ice cold King Cobra just
to start the whole thing all over again

9/23/09




OR STARLIGHT ON A SNAPSHOT
OF SMOLDERING CHROME


But that's beside the point.




9/19/09

One Mojo Hand Clapping

for Jim Hayes

their faces are spread too
thin to begin any smile
just be true to yourself
whatever lie it takes

9/12/09

Someone Who Loved You

inside the complications of the
conundrum a flushing toilet of
lost souls has absolutely no
relation to anything you have
ever done or thought about
because fearing death and raising
a few more of us little fuckers
who are just going to be as scared
and lost still isn't proof enough
that anyone should ever be alive