Pure Genius, with Richard Chamberlain as My Muse

Sometimes I have great ideas right before I go to sleep or, more often, right as I wake up in the morning. If you have had this happen, then you probably know that by the time you step into the shower, the idea disappears. Poof. Like it never happened. So, this morning, when I had my great idea, I made sure that I stumbled over, still half asleep, to my desk and wrote it down. Now, on a Chipotle napkin on my desk are written the words, Kingmen Born of Plutumia.

What the fuck? What thoughts were running through my mind at 6:30 in the morning? Titles for a homoerotic allegorical miniseries?

THIS IS A CALL FOR HELP