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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.
__________________________________




9/29/10

Do the people believe

in (1) U.S. victory

(2) annihilation of

enemies?

Would they (1) support

(2) join (3) fight on

the side of (4) work for

(5) sacrifice their

lives for U.S. troops?

The enemy shall lose

the war.





Now humanity faces collective
death: the loss of a future
for the entire race.

__________________________
CUSTOM SLAUGHTER

"in a heartbeat"
-----------------------------------------
better to be to better be
to better to be better be



Whatever makes you ask
such a stupid question?


The Poet's Re-
ply to Critics

A Training
for Outlawry

Mud-bespat-
tered, Bruised
and Bleeding

Devoted Serv-
ice to a
Wretched
Population
__________________________




Yahgan Woman Making
Medicine Charms)






afraid of the dark pedestrian.

in which city is the
sacred face,

the first or earliest rose.



___________________________
tracing forms torn from art in
horror
pronounce, ravaged limbs
word fragments
across shapes
of starving children, explain
one silhouetted mouth
a religious currency
the black circle
target,
smile.

"I feel a whole new world of
feelings and information
opening up to me"
___________________________

test the senses.




A fossil dinosaur skull is really
a rock in the exact shape of the
original bone.




With Pen
and Camera

Bringing Men
and Land To-
gether

No Hope
in America

How the First
Stanzas Were
Written





SOMETHING ABOUT
GOING HUNTING
FOR HUMANS





exciting intriguing breathtaking
sleep "Best
legs twitch in blasting dreams
new character, good. we'll
see"

9/26/10

Remainder

so you really start to fucking wonder
when they shake your hand like
once this shit insurance salesman told
me when I was 17 while my mom
was cashing in the life and accident policy
she had on me for the bucks to leave
my abusive old man this fuck with his arm
over my shoulder takes me aside and
says you know you are of age now and will
probably get drafted and die in Vietnam
tell your mom she shouldn't do this she'll
need the money later and I was still
respectful back then to adults but I fucking
blew up on this asshole and I threw off
his arm flopping it behind his back making
him groan in that cheap suit coat and I
wanted to gouge out his eyes and should
have but I just told him fuck you and
kept on walking from their wars altogether

9/22/10

BLOOD

to the memory of Kenton Paul Marks

on 58th St.
off
Slauson

in front
of a
liquor
store

this black
kid calls
this black
kid

blood

as I go in
for the six-
pack

with all
eyes on
whitey

I'm bloodless

& I'm still
alive

9/20/10

Breathalyzer Latitudes

Clit to butthole and
then back up again,
but I'm too fucking
drunk and that ship
has sailed with all on
board feared lost.

LIKE WILLIAM S. BURROUGHS ONCE TOLD ME

"In case of a 'Hey, Rube!' situation."

as he packed away the double
edged dagger into his grey flannel
suit coat, along with the weighted
blackjack;

"You know what that is don't you?"

I nodded yes as we all walked out
of the hotel room into the early
evening air, headed to an
auditorium full of people.

9/18/10

RIDING MY HARLEY THROUGH THE NAM

for the comedian, Andrei Codrescu

I was there when Nixon blew Elvis
and Sticky Fingers drew the
black ink from headlines

still the same

a rhythm denotes the sign of
the times on more expensive
car stereos

if I called it nigger music
would you cry?

fuck you

the jungle sweats as Tom Brokaw
licks my balls at base camp

letters home to my hippie prick
brother in a rock band smoking
boo that ain't shit

here's to us Double Veterans

Triple Veterans!

who then fuck and kill ourselves

rolled up in a free blanket at the
Stand-Down in Medford, Oregon

this fine Hispanic bitch TV
reporter asking how do you
pronounce your name again?

ragged it's been years glass
broken glass it's your window
and I've just driven through it

the skulls and leather

a string of ears flapping in the wind

listening for no particular voice

it could be yours

9/14/10

TAKE SO MUCH

the need affords
you because you
can't afford shit

9/12/10

Gold Heart Locket

sometimes I cry while milking the moon
or getting milked myself at the end of the
long bottle her hair in hand cupping my
balls like a nest or sometimes I'll hold the
skull like a smile and oh man right there that
is the fucking worst the last time you see them
that grey matter emulsion of memory washing
over the streets filled with an even more
intense future heartbreak of souls locking you
in as sexual meat a crap shoot of who's going
to stand by you forever friends forever with the
cartwheeling unborn all vying to be your corpse

9/10/10

(I Said) No Matter

no matter
what color
you are still
just another
asshole to
deal with

9/9/10

MEANING OF A WORD



We Stopped at Perfect Days

We stopped at perfect days
and got out of the car.
The wind glanced at her hair.
It was as simple as that.
I turned to say something--

-Richard Brautigan




and it defined


and the ghost

9/8/10

Dead Man's Curve

dual control electric beach
blanket draping the warm
6.9 diesel this cold Oregon
late summer's evening like
pounding spent 12 gauge
shells full again with glowplug
sunset sand or slashing her
wrists to start another period