Will and Testament

[Brujo]

Not sure what to do with this. It came out raw.

Will and Testament
 
Dad never wanted
to be cremated.
Just don’t burn me, he’d say. <--- dialogue should in quotations
The facts were he was dead
and never planned anything.      
 
My ex wants to be put in a wall.  like in a mausoleum? 
I don’t know the details
but I’m sure my daughter is good for it.
 
Me?
I think I’d like to be a tree.   <-- What's the purpose of this? Kind of annoying rhyme
 
But I was thinking of you, Leslie,  <-- Leslie is the ex-wife, or a deceased partner?
while driving past Lake Gibson 
this frozen Sunday 
after a night of contrived forgetting;
I was thinking of you.  <-- not sure anything is gained here with this repetition 
 
No one asks to have their limbs encased  I'm lost here.  Are we talking about the chick who wants to be a wall?
in a concrete block
and  their torso
encased in another.
No one plans for that.  
 
Their are days when we die
by varying degrees  "varying degrees" doesn't make sense here unless your talking about temperature
If not, I think it's in varying degrees 
and that day was one.  

None of us knows what to do next.  Dramatic end

Here is my impression

What I think I read was a an internal monologue by a speaker who, after contemplating the details of his father's funeral/death, reflects on himself and people in his life.  Beyond that, it gets a little fuzzy.  The speaker talks about a weekend of forgetting and the constant thoughts of a woman named Leslie, though it is not entirely clear who she is.
The last two stanzas are confusing and don't seem to bring anything together in a coherent way.  What I surmise is that the author is trying to comment on the details of death and funerals and how we plan/don't plan them, and how no one is really ready to pass on or accept fate.  However, this could be communicated in a more effective fashion.

I hope these comments help. This seems to be a bit personal, I look forward to reading a final version.

-Nick