My Magical Pacer

I came upon it
Just by chance
Out of the millions
Upon the wall

O'er time, it became my favourite
The translucent blue pacer
With the ripped violet hand-grip
My thumbnail marked absent rubber, tinged orange-and-green
The smooth as river pebbles plastic
And soft, but firm, FEEL beneath my hand

The metal tip
As hard as the seven branched sword
As sharp as flint
As bright as sparks
The subject of curiosity

Infinite possibilities
At my fingertips
Anything can happen
With my pacer in hand