The Bounty

There is a bounty out for my father’s head. How could he have fallen off of the earth? Earth is round; if all things come full circle then someone can wait for him there. Listen carefully to these directions: you will need to do two things. First, buy a bottle of rum. Second, leave your conscience locked in the trunk of your car and set your car on fire. You are ready now. When you get your hands on my father I want you to kiss his lips softly. Tell him the world missed him, and pour the whole bottle of rum down his throat. Don’t let him breathe, I want him to know what it feels like to drown in alcohol. He tried suffocating my family with alcohol, during that desperation my mother took three little boys and brought them to the surface. We breathe now. How’s my father doing? As his pulse weakens and he takes his last breath, whisper in his ear, tell him he should have at least been my friend, I had so much love to give him.