Time

A moment of time,
Caught in a web,
Stop!
Does it tick if I'm dead?
Does the clock still chime?
When the seconds,
Have stopped.
Entangled in silk.
I'm all out of luck!
The minutes have ceased.
The spindle of death,
Threads the needle once more,
I draw my last breath.
The hour has arrived.
I wriggle and writhe.
It comes ever closer.
I fight for my life.
No pleading, no court.
The sentence's been set.
The ground opens wide.
And death settles her debt.