He reels to me, his hair unkempt

and turns his heels aschew

in his two eyes an odd contempt

in his sharp smile a crooked bent

for in his mind he knew

{ just trying to do daily writing exercise this is unfinished, couldn't think how to continue it, also in the second line I want to use the word aschew, but its not a real word...just relates to askew, eschew, shoe...in my head. }