Ownership Poem by Nika McGuin

I admire this kind of poem in which the title states the theme in a direct abstract noun but the poem which follows is 100% concrete. And the personification of the chairs is very effective. Who would expect chairs to be, well, almost malevolent. They seem to be warning the one who has come back to back off for good. The resonance created by this poem far exceeds its brevity. I sense in the background could be betrayals of trust, loss of a family's good will to each other, a theft that cannot be redressed. It's all boiling just beneath the surface of the poem. I almost want to run away rather than stir up those troubled waters. The poem is an acknowledgement of defeat, no redress, time to move on.