I Am An Angle

I am an Angle,
obtuse, you might guess.
I am an Angle,
not a Jute, or a Saxon still less.
I am an Angle,
a wrinkle, a cheap trick.
I am an Angle,
a point of view, a measured click.
I am an Angle
marked to some degree
I am an Angle,
as likely as an Angel would be.