Responsible Loner

they come in and sit
doing their work,
barely talking to me
only to ask me
how to make their work better.

one at a time
they enter;
all random times,
all hours of the day.
it never matters
what I am doing.

I try my damnedest
to be there for them.
no one else is
because their leaders see
my generosity,
my weakness.

another one comes in.
he needs to print a bunch of papers.
the ink is almost gone
and I don't have the money to replace it.
so I lay in bed,
finish my drink.

the man leaves and
moments later
another one enters.
he asks me for a favor.
I oblige.
then I close my eyes.