Survivalist Fantasy

The traffic lights are out and all the phones are dead
 Don't answer the door for anyone
 Before we lost the power I think the television said
 Stay inside your homes wait for help to come
 That must have been weeks ago
 Now I've got this sinking feeling
 You and I are the only ones
 Now I'm the last man standing
 You are woman's paragon
 The garden's ours now we're competitionless
 But suppose a third party's necessary
 Just to get it on
 That the rituals of love demand an audience
 I went I found some mannequins
 Set 'em up lining the bedroom
 The safe words: eyes to God
 My love come and lie down with me
 The world was ripe
 The world was crowded
 And in its compound eye
 We felt expansive
 With the knowledge
 We had our whole lives
 Yeah we had options
 Now our love
 While not enough
 It's all there is
 The truth settled down like a euthanized pet
 It's over there's no need to repopulate
 Inscribed in our eyes was the grim epithet
 Lovers without leverage, we sealed our fate
 But there's a chance we can still be saved
 I cooked up some medicine, darling
 Just drink until there's nothing left
 My love come and lie down with me
 Yeah, sure. Uh, it starts like this
 I'm standing at the top of the stairs and down at the bottom there's this door and someone's pounding on it as hard as they can... trying to get in
 So my instinct is to run away but the stairs they don't go anywhere, so I can only go down
 Uh, the door itself it's got this - it's got a window in it and through the window I can see the outline of a face but the features are all indistinct and the light outside is this kind of sick, grey twilight
 As I'm going down the stairs I have this thought that all of this
 Has already happened
 Then I reach the bottom and I open the door