Nash is probably best known as a writer of light verse and doggerel. (His poem Fleas-Adam had’em.) Then there’s “A Tale of the Thirteenth Floor”, which…isn’t. If anything, I get a sort of Robert Service vibe from it. If you haven’t read it, it’s about a man who goes to a hotel to kill the man who seduced and then betrayed his daughter, when the elevator operator, as a warning, takes him to the usually hidden 13th floor, which is a vision of hell where victims torment their murderers for eternity.
It’s a good poem, it’s just not very “Nashish”, for lack of a better word. Any idea the background?