Poisson

I have heard it said
That a life of dream and abstract thought
Is like exchanging land for sea
And you will surely drown

But I have known those
Whose tears have acclimated them
To the aqueous depths
And they swim freely in the ocean
Most alive in what would seem calamity to others

And to them the unexamined life
Is a constant gasping for breath
To them, the stale air breathed by the masses
Is like a poison
Every dull conversation, every meaningless factoid
Contaminants for a fish out of water

Throw me back into the sea
For I have drowned, that I might truly breathe