Zip Code Pi

Zip-Code Pi (The Sweet Flesh of Temptation) David J Walker Zip-code Pi Is where I will receive my mail Mark it eternal Where the white-gowned crowd With pipe cleaner halos Cleanse and censor every lens And line to erase Any reference to God’s mistake Making our bodies so holy that Not even we should touch them I will swim in the firmaments frost Where the Host collects our thoughts At the cost of no uncertain discerning’s before entering His temples I remember the sweet downfall of The dimples that presented to me My first apple And I did eat The sweet flesh of temptation