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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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5/29/10

Dennis Hopper's Eyes

the Man is at
the window

5/26/10

LIKE FLESH COLORED

used to be a
Crayola crayon
color now they
call it Peach

5/20/10

5/14/10

Spade Cooley Eyes

The bitch you got,
is the bitch you got.

Surprise, Arizona

Goodbye,
Rosalita.

5/11/10

DEEP SHIT HORIZON

an updated projection
map proves catastrophic
is scarier than chronic for
photogenic oil coated birds
when it's only the enablers
who smile for the camera

5/8/10

All I Could Tell Him

my grandpa was just a fucking
railroad bum came over from
Germany slept under viaducts
marking his crib with a charcoal
Swastika by the yards there
in Chi Town a tough motherfucker
in highschool I used to hold my
dad another tough son of a bitch
an LA Iron Worker some nights
Jim Beam drunk crying about how
he never even knew him how as
a kid he had to go pick up potatoes
that fell off the cars down by
the same tracks where his dad
got his head popped open like a
watermelon and all I could tell
him was it's all right and I really
believed it until now when I
look into my daughter's eyes

5/7/10

Seven Minutes

your ass has spread but
it's dog style so it only
adds to the excitement
as he fans out his hand
on the small of your
back thumb in butthole
pumping your way out
of poverty for at least
those seven minutes
it takes to collect
anybody's debt

5/6/10

NO
WORD
ON
IF
NO
WORD
ON
IF

5/2/10

Amends

in the shadows of
the shadow of the
mystery there is a
pistol and a soiled
pair of panties that
might say different

5/1/10






SUBWAY EYES

dark
woman's
legs, there

are no
voices
you could
understand:

swaying
heads
nodding
approval-

under the
streets
like
agreeing
worms.


NYC June 78