Consequently

If you were to say you had considered

all the consequences of your actions,

fully figured just how much they impact -

living room, coffee, paper, cold hard fact -

I doubt you'd ever want to act again.

Why, then, do I blame and counter-blame

when all we do will come apart forever,

stun us with its ramifying,

leave us feeling better, worse, or just the same?

As if there's space for clarifying.