Killer

KillerI wander through each chartered street,Near where the chartered Thames does flow,And mark in every face I meetMarks of weakness, marks of woe.--William BlakeKiller, the one-eyed, one-horned billy goat--rearing fully erect on his hind legs, tall as a man, tucking his cloven hooves beneath his flying Uncle Sam beard, bowing his neck, slanting his one horn and bulging his ghastly square-lensed eye at M'kehla's back--came pile-driving down."M'kehla, watch out!"M'kehla didn't even tur...