The curtain's bleached and sun crawls underneath

it's a bit of an all over the place piece, i started off with the intention of it being about my home and it was for the most part, but then i just went off on a tangent about eating sea gulls eyes.

as always any feedback is greatly appreciated and do tell me if its all a bit too weirdly worded and formatted.

there's slugs climbing the walls 
mould on the back door 
nothing is clean here 
especially not i 

the curtain's bleached 
and sun crawls underneath 
despite how i try 
mucha adorns the walls 
along with scrawls 
and wise words i've heard; 

do not fear the dead sailors souls 
do not speak to the wolves in the walls 

the cracks in the floorboards show 
oily dark dripping and flowing 
tiny night rivers that run below 
seeking with surreptitious intent
to pass through our home 

seek not death by the waters edge 
see through sea gulls eyes 
by plucking them out 
sucking on the pupils until
it falls apart in your mouth 
like slow cooked meat 
fresh and steaming on your plate

each night i talk and they howl 
my goblet of hemlock, 
so much more tempting 
this false tooth filled with cyanide 
seems inviting, 
a jelly baby 
or fruit pastille perhaps? 
don't look,
just pop it in your mouth

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/3seuzf/sirenhood/cwwp3n2

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/3sihr7/the_day_i_caught_the_sun/cwxlrfh