Poem # 2,801 | I shall bray out my day

I shall bray out my day
afore my screen’s brig
between often places
of now & virtual times
to be billed in hours –
other work pays other
ways – This latest one
has a scaff structure –
cold & coupled upright
above me [& yet to fill]
from which I will string
up occasional banners
declaring my interests
to others [hanging not
good enough] – A day
of standing desk work
complains in my limbs
before I stand in place
for nine hours [desist]