too many good reviews

the local

new bakery is getting rave

reviews.

the accolades

are all

over the next-door app.

i see people

walking

down the street with icing

on their faces,

a bag full

of cinnamon buns

in their hand.

their bellies

bulging with donuts

and bread,

eclairs

and cakes.

but when i get there

at ten a.m.,

they're all gone.

the shelves

are empty, and Max

the baker,

is sitting on a bucket

smoking a cigarette,

his eyes half-mast.

only two more hours

before he starts baking again.