you're a lot like a thunder storm and I'm the medical building on 4th st. N. taking in car accident victims.
if you look around you, you can see the damage you've done, the trees that have bent over backwards in your direction, and the houses that fell towards you.
there are casualties, and I'm trying to grab the bandages as fast as I can.
A fire is starting in the back patient room, and you're ten feet away.
I have no idea how to respond, so I choose to let the building go, I choose to burn in your favor, I choose to unclench my fist from the bandages.