Durant Food Court
With your late night hours
And your midnight powers
To turn my days of rotten taste
And my tongue into a dream.
Though sometimes I hear with sad unease
Your name said incorrect —
A label you’d not expect —
Your popcorn chicken is enough to appease.
That’s what they call you.
But I wish they’d learn to let go
Of the things they’ve been allowed to say.
Dear Durant Food Court,
My apologies for those who have appropriated you,
My apologies, Durant Food Court.