1st stanza of of of

The zinc-worker melted a hot bath,
galvanized metal. He dipped limbs
in protective coating, a silver-white layer
to ward off corrosion. Sturdy beams simmered
until their surface started to spangle—trim crystals
sparkled, the metallurgist extracted steel.

I will irritate you into an obtuse angle

your skin inflected infected with my askew