When the Fat Lady Sings

[Todd]

Hi 71degrees, I have very little to suggest here, and it probably amounts to a style choice on one line break. This is a wonderful poem. Here's my commnet:

And it’s time, I would like--I would like music to end this line. I think it would make a more interesting line break
music to murder me—
something elegant, like Chopin—
perhaps I could pre-write
the lyrics; after all, I wouldn’t want
people at my funeral merely humming ,
or worse, tapping a scuffed shoe
to a wordless tune of a life--the first "a" may sound better as "the"

I’d rather die with a soft song--One of the other reasons I like music above is it gives kind of a parallel feel with song here
in my head: something with violins—
like cricket legs rubbing together
on the first frost of October—--just gorgeous build up to this line
a white haired preacher with a thin baton,
plus Jesus Christ himself at the back door,
making sure no one leaves early--what an over the top great ending. I notice you didn't really end punctuation, it didn't detract

I thoroughly enjoyed the read. Thank you for posting.

Best,

Todd