My clocks are talking backwards
Seas fall between themselves
Yawning, the world fills
My clocks are singing sideways
Skies lie between themselves
Written before, shortly before, on the way to, during post-dinner grocery shopping, then partly forgotten and written/developed by writing it down.
Like many of my ideas, it comes from a multi-dimensional vision, eg it will / could be a film or have a visual sequence, or be spoken, and/ have music, or it might be a song.
The original layout might be seen in the image where the two verses are written diagonally facing each other with a line.