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  • MASTER 5

  • On Dried Skull and thigh bones,A goat grave horizon

    With flat feet of hard stone,Rough ashler foundation

    This is the song of the vertical field,A promising plumb line draped down from

    the skyline

    New beacon, lone witness,Base, pillar, pediment,

    A gauging of charracter,Geometry yields judgement

    This is the song of the vertical field,A towering implement indicates levelWith purest precision, this level shall

    measure

    Gleming steel archesChrome eagle perches, all in reflection

    The problem in question

    This is the song of the vertival field,The reflection in question, of unsquare

    detection

    White orchid, seeds cycle,Ice lily, glacial still

    Manx gorse, narcissus,Calla lil, all blooming once

    This is the song of the vertical field,Onze upright this field is now fertile and

    proneWith desire put forth for a field, that will

    flower,

    One narcissus blooms in this untruthful tower

  • Of glacial ice, a base of stoneA firm foundation for potentialOne hopeful line, a gesture still

    Toward higher rationale

    So lift this hope to verticalAnd build this pillar sound

    From this stone true, the tower did raiseFram th grace his basis found

    Oer poured stone core, a silver skinHigh reflection, this surface takes

    All seeing eye, a mirror thinPaternal estimation makes

    Stong character and refined willShall build this pillar sound

    With this stone true, the tower did hopeFor th grace his basis found

    This willful lens, this reflection,A deceithful claim to see

    No longer square, nor level toThe line plumb to the sea

    His pride gone ill this beacon stillWill call this pillar sound

    With this stone true, the tower did lieTo th grace his basis found

    A silver sphere, an aqua poolAnd the blue sea, deeper black

    A stone was thrown, horizon cleftThe truthful curve reborn

    The pillar on which pride did rest,That tower lies now level,prone

    With this stone true, the tower did fallFrom th grace his basis found.

    CReMASTeR

    5Written and Directed by

    Matthew Barney

    Produced byBarbara Gladstone and Mat-

    thew Barney

    Music Composed by Jonathan Bepler

    Director of PhotographyPeter Strietmann

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