68/88 or should I call it 68/88/2008 this is in essence the same text as chocolate chips & soup a previous volume in this series. I suppose I could have just reprinted it as it was is. But it was 50%%%% or more of what I did before. So I followed my editor's (Pati Bubach) advice and blew it out. Rewrote it. Reused the words. Like refrigerator magnet poetry. Or taking what was and cutting it up into little pieces and tossing them I Ching like or like drawing straws or picking numbers out of a hat. Well I revised rewrote redid the work. It seems to have come out almost like a novel instead of poetry. But it retranslates and re-imagines what was and what is and how I saw the world long ago and reinterpreted to how I see it today with few caveats to what I now and you may view as my sophomoric naivete. But to me and my editor it was a sea change.