Of Monstrous Creatures

I'm laying on my bed
With my legs up and my head down 
listening to Ahab
I feel I must be the closest thing 
To a giant sleeping bat
lazy but always curious 
My mind starts to wade
In uncharted murky waters
I've never seen or been in before
I'm ready to explore
Questioning everything and anything
I ask myself why are we so obsessed
With the monsters from the deep
Majestic, bigger than a war ship
Is it because they appear
when and where you can't see?
Sudden and silent then loud
taking just one breath
From the hole on top of their head?