Please, refer to me as "extraordinary ****"

The most willing individual, joyless as he smokes a blunt

And let me be clear,
I care not to be sincere,
but my intentions are true
my feelings, a little blue

nonetheless we shall fight, or dance
along poetry lines, losing our voice and stance.

Today, for half an hour, at least
my head stopped spinning like a mad man,
and those surreal sensations, those walking dreams,
made me feel less of a dead man