Impossible flights

"Still life with flowers (cut), fruits (rotting) and a dove (mangled, still and not alive)"

"Grey on grey"

Grey on grey,
he breathes,
a whisper,
an answer lost in the winds.

She puffs,

This word tastes strange,
like the colour of white gone bad
or the touch of solid clouds.
Why "why"?

What "why"?