WORDS: 1980s Poetry Corner

"You were up there a while."
"Sam made me read Spot's Birthday Party three times before he'd go to bed."
"It took that long?"
"And he made me sing "Maniac" over and over."
"Do you even know the words to "Maniac"?"
"No."
"Oh."
"Just the chorus."
"She's a maniac, maniac on the dance floor."
"And she's dancing like she's never danced before."
"What are you doing now?"
"I'm looking up the lyrics. If this is going to be a regular occurrence, I need to learn at least a couple of verses."
"Good plan."
"What the...?"
"What?"
"She has danced into the danger zone / When the dancer becomes the dance."
"Ah. Well. That can happen."
"On the ice blue line of insanity / Is a place most never see."
"That's an... interesting... metaphor."
"There's a cold kinetic heat / Struggling, stretching for the peak."
"A cold... heat? That stretches? And also struggles?"
"It can cut you like a knife / If the gift becomes the fire / On the wire between will and what will be."
"And now you've made my head explode."