Day 28: a cross stick

Trebuchet a stone, a weight
In duplicate ways
Triplet if you try.
Another absolute attempt that
Never needs triumph.
If cast away over land
Underneath the vaulted sky.
More so,
Trebuchet the burden
Equally far, throwing
Sunlight to the end of the day.
Tomorrow gives back
Everything that yesterday
Stole.

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A challenge to use the words “titanium testes” in a poem…I supposed an acrostic might work, but not sure. 😉

Day 28: a cross stick