Barbarea Australis

The barbarea Australis 

A threatened species

Little by little it disappears

As it blows in the wind

The smell of moist dirt fills your nose

The distant noise of birds chirping

In your ears

As the little rain droplets 

Fall on your soft skin

The weeds travel up 

The rough tree

The branches snap

And your lungs collapse 

Sitting there next to the Barbarea Australis

Gasping for air