catch a feeling put it in a jar

here this is for lunch, I pulled it from the ground

light up the evening with little fires and plants in jars and pies on cracked plates, show me your badminton victory dance, show me your full moon square dance, show me your four-beer july dance.

what a lot of light to bake drippy fruit-filled things only, to set a table, read a different book, look at it all from above. in every person, in babies in strollers on the subway and aunts in the backyard swatting bugs, do you see it? like a firefly glowing then going out, glowing than going out, making the ground look a lot like a big, holy sky.