GUNFIRE

It burned like gunfire

In a barrage of fragmented steel

In a bombardment of misdeeds

You pierced me like an arrowhead

The imminent discharge of unpleasantries

Without my consent

In a forthcoming of covetous hoarding

Of pummeling

The fervency

You showered me with the forceful pounding

Of my identity, absent

Ravenous in the cogent taking

Of close-fisted hands

You held my wrists abound

You came in me

Without my consent