Another great poem! Though this one is a bit more conventional than the other, I enjoyed it. Your narrative style flows easily and your theme remains consistently tragic.

A line that caught my eye:

 “I’m in line, it didn’t cost a cent.”

Strange that you should liken a funeral procession to an entertainment venue, (a circus came to my mind.) Perhaps you are vaguely amused at the macabre procession and participants solemn ritualistic demeanor. Maybe the tradition of the open casket is a bit of an entertainment! Do we wait in that free line, simply to see what our beloved looks like in his/her “Rigor Mortis costume” out of morbid curiosity? Or perhaps this line is a testament to how unlike a circus this funeral is.. After all you did say, “it didn’t cost a cent.”

Either way, the point is this: I love a poem that makes me ponder these things! Fantastic work. Everyone can relate to the funeral procession..

I really like this piece. I think that the experiance you are describing is a near universal one, and some version of this story is almost everyone's first experiance with death. I think it really does catch the macabre sensation of a spectacle that is always present at a funeral of some old lady that 80% of the attendees at the funeral have never previously met.  It really is a strange and confusing feeling to go to a funeral as a child and know that you are supposed to be sad, but you don't really know why.

She told me it was time,

that I was old enough,

like there’s a cut-off date.

I like this being the opening. The third line has this wonderful bitter sting that I think gives the poem it's particular flavor.

I wonder if I even know your name.

Yet, you make me cry,

I think this segment is imperitive to the narrative of the poem, but I think there must be a better way to say it...I can't place my finger on what it is, but the "Yet,you make me cry" line just seems to lack "oomph". I think some sort of line with a more subtle way of saying that would pack even more power.

There you’ll rot, decay, decompose, perhaps

festered by the worms, the mites, and the

necrophiliac,

I'm not really sure of what you're getting at with these lines. "perhaps" seems to be unweildy and completely unneccesary here. It really throws of the feel of this segment and makes it makes the statement speculative rather than declerative and strong. I also don't understand "the necrophiliac" line at all. Is she "festered" by a necrophiliac? Are worms and mites necrophiliacs? It isn't really clear, or sensical IMO.

Also, I don't think the ending line is quite as strong as it should be...I don't think "You're someone's else's nightmare now" really goes with the feel of the rest of the poem, and it isn't really clear on what is meant. Maybe consider adding something explaining precisely what is meant, or go for an alternate line?

Definately an excellent poem, but I think it starts really strong and gets a big vauge and hard to read near the end. But, I don't think it would take to much shaping to make the whole thing read really strongly.