Surrealist poetry

I am beginning a collection of surrealist poems, this is the first one and is still a work in progress. Most of my favorite paintings are surrealism and i wanted to try and capture the feeling of one through poetry. I chose the picture after the fact lol so it doesn't match exactly but i think it conveys the feeling

surrealism#1

the walls wax and wane

spinning thoughts and words and scenes

you reach out to smudge the paint

your fingers tangled in my dreams

We watched the world slip away

In shocks of orange blue and gold

Pictures knotted

Sounds frayed

And time stood still

We stare too hard

the picture fades away

Our hands left empty

grasping memories

returning with air