Under a Spanish Sun

Not all is what we see
eg
icebergs for instance.

There's an undertow wherever I go
some current that drags me down.

it's like looking at my reflection in a lake
what would it take to change places?

a leap into the deep
and would that keep me sound?
everything goes underground
it's where real life exists.

on a slide in an electron
and switched on
they see me
microscopically
small,
would they want to be me?

If life is the road
the cipher must be the
load that we pack,
it's
always at the back I see
the future far ahead of me

up in the lens they increase magnification
it doesn't make my situation
any the clearer.

Icebergs melt anyway
unless they're lettuces
and then they get eaten.