You have a beautiful way with words. This is a tremendously powerful piece. My favourite parts were the lines "her body in tetnus, padlock of her mouth, his fingers working
like pickpockets" and your final stanza there. It really feels like the perfect ending!
One of the things that could improve this, though, is a little bit of work on a few areas where the punctuation is either 'off' or missing completely.
The stanza,
"her lace dress has been replaced in a hurry, haphazardly, sleeves sliding down
like lowered sails, her fingers in doldrums, her lips pursed and desperate
he will not go away and she can feel him looking at her, hands in his pockets,
the cold of his pocketwatch against her back, white back, nubs of spine
rolling up like dice, the trace of her skin, he can feel it on his fingers, sticky nectar,
her body in tetnus, padlock of her mouth, his fingers working
like pickpockets."
for example, is entirely one sentence, and takes me away from the piece a bit. I feel like there's a period missing after "her lips pursed and desperate".
I absolutely loved, "he will not go away and she can feel him looking at her, hands in his pockets,
the cold of his pocketwatch against her back, white back, nubs of spine
rolling up like dice," but the "back, white back" pulled me right out of the rhythm and the 'feel' of the poem.
"the trace of her skin, he can feel it on his fingers," has the potential to be a great line, but, for me, something about the wording clashes with the rest of the poem. I'm not sure if it's because for the most part, the poem is focused on the woman's experience (and of her experience of him) or if it's related to a grammatical preference, though.
All in all, though, this is a great piece of writing.
I'm a senior in high school and I came out of the womb with a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other. I have a complex relationship with poetry and fiction -- fiction being my native format, but .. more..