concrete vibrations and raimbows

i stepped into a smell
i remember it when i was a small blossom
this is what dad smelled like
dusty and warehouses filled with this and that
but mostly tired men

its a strange feeling stepping into another's shoes
                         undercover
               not even known to you

                    strange to think that we keep secrets from our selfs
                 months i have been working here
                        molding myself into a model employee
                             into a dynamic and vital part of this company

                  becoming my father