clouds and wind. finally.

there are clouds today in the italian sky. they are small but they are visible and enough to be deemed clouds.
i wonder why the wind comes in such choppy motion and cant be one continuous stream of sound. the only sound in ortigia is violent wind in my ears, warm and salty. i watched a pigeon flying hard to the sea a feather separates, a portion of this creature and it fell high and was pushed away by the wind. it reminded me of you.
after such rapid repetitive light beatings the skin feels numb from the tickling of the wind.