Alchemisland

Lockpick skill surpassing

No door in Skyrim I couldn’t pass

No such thing as an impasse

Circumventing easy peasy what impedes

More honey than a God’s breakfast, busy bees

Keeping secret creeds close to chests

I’m greedy with Apollo need, no creed

Lucky dip, put your hand in the bag grab what you can

Years in the can like forgotten beans

I was beefing peers since age fourteen

Speeding to reach the pier, see my ships appearing, Venetian merchant

Urgent, peering at my phone peeling around corners with power steering

Constant cough has me delirious, source is not mysterious

Smoking more cigarettes than Ian Fleming under duress

Can’t be underdressed, don to impress, impression of a don

Perfected, know wind is west blowing because when I blow smoke it comes back

Like a cancelled celebrity ITV cash grab, drab flat where we store the mass

Where I crash it’s like Aladdin cave of wonder, trays of oddments in my curiosity cabinets

You know what happened to the cat who asked, I’m the cat from Saki 

With a name taken from a Scottish atlas, writer hit by a sniper 

Hints from a cypher, crimes ranging from two to life

22 by my side all the time, 23 repeating means you’re gonna die

Ask William Burroughs for advice, getting high on the east side

Lou Reed type when I meet my guy, always left waiting for the man

No chance but to cultivate patience when the need grows bad.