The poet, I must have told you, long ago claimed the right to contradict himself and the right to go away. In any situation, for anyone and whatever the context, the possibility of saying black, then white, then slam the door. Two inalienable rights as fundamental as the others, and yet systematically forgotten by the Code.
He was not wrong, the poet. Not guaranteeing by name to whoever wants it the absolute right to grope or move on is to establish an obligation of constancy and consequence at all times, hardly compatible with the intrinsically crazy nature of the human condition.