Printers Apprentice
A printer's apprentice is my youth was
My canvas a 4 colour Heidelberg press no less
A 1000 + tons of solid steel industrial ingenuity
That changed and formed the landscape we know today
Cyan,
Magenta,
Yellow,
Black
Through paper cuts from shuffling paper
And cleaning ink it would bleed into
every crevice and cut in my hands
That to the untrained eye it looked as if i never washed
The ink what in which my hands lay
I printed black on white instructions you would find inside medicine boxes
And glossy catalogues to business card's
So through the power of printed ink
Reminiscing back
Somewhere out there to this day
Come what may
I may not have been Leonardo or Banksy
But hopefully I somehow left my mark
However insignificant
So i reap my own graffiti
Like the soldiers of the red army did on the Reichstag wall's
Before the rise and fall
Of Nazi and Communism
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2020
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