/lit/ - Literature

I'm about to finish two books of this sort of schizophrenic Lynch-bizarro shit. I think I asked suggestions for the cover here. I'm down to beta reads and professional help at this point. I will be looking to hire beta readers in the spring. I will probably just hire people since it's easier.

An overweight man voraciously devoured a kebab wrap sitting a few benches down. Nubs of pickled turnip, tomato, shaved lamb, and a generous slathering of garlic aioli leaked from the rear of the pita and landed on his keg-like gut, forming a miniature Mediterranean chicken salad. He scooped the jettisoned material into his mouth with a satisfied grunt. “This is delicious nigger meat,” the man muttered between huffs.
Bruno couldn’t believe it and stared at Charlotte, who was out of her mind with fear, while $;;3-+ggs08 continually clutched his face in possession, God-knows-what inside his brain, muttering something like, “How could someone climax being pushed down the stairs?”
“Did you hear what he said?” Bruno remained incredulous. “He said his kebab was full of nigger meat. Unbelievable.”
Charlotte couldn’t even look him in the eyes. “Whoms't'd?” she asked, brows glued to shoelaces.
Bruno listened to the overweight man as he shoved more of the wrap into his conveyor belt mouth. Sure enough, the man again said, “This is a truly delicious nigger meat sandwich.”
Bruno looked away, and suddenly the man was quite close to him, in all his unpleasant detail. Then closer still. For a moment, and this will sound strange, B-Nig was inside the kebab wrap. He wasn’t shrunken in size, of course not, but he was the delicious meat the overweight man spoke of through some sorcery. His body transmogrified and cubed into shaved lamb, now Shaved Meat Bruunbboooo, in a bed of lettuce, pickle, pickled turnip, onion, and garlic paste. From Bruno’s perspective, the man had this Humpty Dumpty egg-shaped look. Planetary. Bruno was eerily comfortable in his surroundings, warm and swaddled, but contemptible, dreaming about Mossad and (musically here) "Killin' every last kike on Saturday night."

Which of these should I develop into my cover? The book is about three friends who get caught between supernatural extremes. Before you ask, yes, there is a scene where cultists dress up a dog in women's clothing to fuck it and another where vampire sucks a used tampon.