It's elementary to see how autopoesis is a smoke-and-mirrors exercise. For a Spencer-Brown style mark to exist, there has already got to be an inscribable surface. There is no auto, then, to do any poesis. There is already a system of meaningfulness in place.
This inscribable surface, in nuce, is Derrida's arche-writing.
Better then to start with this—there is NO NATURE, not even an autopoetic one.
What we then have, if we want to posit something (which I do) is an infinite regress possibility, or as Graham Harman says, objects wrapped in objects wrapped in objects...so be it.
The mad dash towards emergence is, at least in the humanities, a regression back away from deconstruction, while OOO moves past it.