Tentacles. Spider legs. Robotic snakes. I don't know precisely what's thrusting up out of the middle of this flower, but it's something squicky. Something that wants to eat your face.
One has to wonder: is it just me who sees the potential for the grotesque and bizarre within flowery closeups?
I either see that, or I see something... er, perverse. Something Georgia O'Keefe-y.
Anywho. This is a flower from a bunch I bought for the wife, as today is the official start to her new job as Analyst to Awesomeness or something. Woot!