her lover makes her feel
like a schoolgirl
on fire drill days.
excited, heart pounding, running
through emergency exit, skipping down
countless flights of stairs, breathless, intoxicated, a rush, so much
fear and despair, and then
she turns around and walks back
into the building, safely in one piece,
no smoke, no burn, no damage. love
does not hurt, her lover says, but
sometimes
very late at night she
secretly wishes to be engulfed
in a real fire.
SW Altair 
We had to walk slowly in two lines out of the buildings. No excitment there. If there had been a fire we probably would have lost some students.
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Strange, we never held firealarms, thank God we never had a fire.
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