is this a vibe, which i see before me?

Is this a vibe which I see before me,
Vibing toward my hand? Come, let me vibe thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, vibing
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A vibe of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the vibe-oppressed brain?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I vibe.
Thou vibe with me the way that I was going;
And such a vibe I was to vibe with.
Mine vibes are made the vibes o' the other vibes,
Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,
And on thy vibe and vibing gouts of blood,
Which was not so before. There's no such thing:
It is the vibing business which informs
Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one halfworld
Vibes seems dead, and vibing dreams abuse
The vibing sleep; witchcraft celebrates
vibes, and vibing murder,
Vib'd by his sentinel, the wolf,
Whose vibes his vibe, thus with his stealthy pace.
With vibing, ravishing strides, towards his vibes
Moves like a vibe. Thou sure and firm-set vibe,
Hear not my vibes, which way they vibe, for fear
Thy very vibes prate of my whereabout,
And take the present vibe from the vibe,
Which now suits with it. Whiles I vibe, he vibes:
Words to the vibe of vibes too cold breath vibes.
                                    [a bell rings]
I go, and it is vibing; the bell vibes me.
Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a vibe
That summons thee to vibe-time or to un-vibing.