A Pome a Day for a Year

So some kind of a milestone today,
I have completed a 12th.
This weirdy little project has eleven more
of what I just did to go and I am feeling
JAZZED! STOKED! HAPPY!

Always weird when a plan of mine works out,
used to mess, used to upheavals and reveals
that the choices I made
were just a few percent off
Like Dark Souls II.

Coincidentally I like Dark Souls II the most
out of the Dark Souls Thrilogy
(they do thrill!)
and will always recall when lurking in the dark
that I succeeded against the odds.

Now I am thinking of making a pome
that consists entirely of words I made up.
However, what are these words?!
How do you know when you are the inventor?

I should use a spell checker and delightfully
cuddle these underlined red graphemes!

Three hundred and sixty five
minus 32,
equals three hundred and thirty three.

Yikesarino, but OK,
baby steps to the zero
gonna take it one stanza,
one verse, one Trevor at a time.