Scorpio

i,
i,
i'm,
i'm preoccupied with death
or death is preoccupied with me.
its search and
the fascination
i give it
will end
with the reception of my soul.
no longer
will i be
a puzzle,
an unknown.
in the end
the puzzle will be completed,
the unknown will be found through any easy calculation.
no longer
will there be
a reason
for fascination,
for a seach.
the find
will be found
not to be worth
all the trouble caused.
the find,
me,
will be found to be
just as trite,
just as self-concerned,
just as simple,
as all other souls
of all other peoples.
my preoccupation with death
is understood
for 
i have died many times,
but
death's preoccupation with me is not.
it is like the preoccupation
of a child
with an everyday toy.
the fascination 
the child finds
is imperceptible
to the onlooker.
death's fascination
is the same to me,
        for me.