Mere

Is it Dopamine,
Serotonin,
Oxytocin,
or Cortisol
that makes us who we are?

Adrenaline,
Endorphins or
some other
random chemical
that lights the consciousness spark?

How could a large
language model
ever cobble
more than antiphonal
patterns mimicking nought?

How do feelings
oh so fleeting
lend us meaning
help us
generate original thought?

Poetry Scales 257