Of all the forms of scarification our muscles might be the best.
They literally, & figuratively, put fiber to the test.
Ripped, torn & then healed over; remembering each wound along the way.
For some bear proof of discipline, great mounds of scar tissue on display.
Some are leaner, carved of iron wire, stronger than the chalk they house.
Deceptively sturdy with far more endurance than their frame allows.
Some are giant mastodons with hard & impenetrable facades.
Borders of beastly & beauty, oiled shiny, like Olympian gods.
Even those that can’t, or won’t, try to hew their physiques to some ideal.
Every body’s got muscles…regardless of effort or appeal.