Holy Neptune Batman! An even shorter poem!

Who is the end’s envoy?
Will its arrival be declared
With pomp and importance
Like a leader to a city endeared?

If it be such an obtuse show
Will it be righteous celebration
Or rage filled exclamation
Like our own universe’s consummation?

Perhaps the end will visit unnoticed
Conducting with the subtle poise
Of a rehearsed performance
Conclusion marked through but the lack of noise