Death in the St. Vrain

Death of a Motorcyclist on St. Vrain

during that long pause between two
state patrol cars, sirens blaring, lights flashing
.
we look at each other, hoping, but knowing
that nothing good can come of this
.
moment, and we continue up the canyon
slowly, each pedal stroke propelling us
.
towards the inevitable, until we see
a woman dressed in black and yellow
.
holding a traffic control sign, and a little
further, past the two state patrol cars,
.
an ambulance and two fire trucks,
two women sitting on the ground.
.
We see a body on the ground covered in a white sheet,
the world is completely still in that moment,
..
there is no rush towards the ambulance, shouts
for an IV, a tourniquet, a stretcher,
.
only silence.